When I was a child, around 1966, it was hardly possible to get a puppet with brown-skin. The moment my mother finally found a doll of color I had no interest. Why? Because I was already accustomed to the white dolls, I think. For my mother, of course, this was very annoying and quickly became sad because all she ever wanted was that I could identify myself.

Her own words were, “Every child should have a brown doll”. And I am living her words!